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PANTALAIMON: Lyra, no, please don't.
[Screams]
My friend. He works in the kitchens.
SECOND MAN: Come on, get yourself aboard.
[Growls]
PANTALAIMON: It wasn't my fault. She wouldn't listen to me.
'Cept, first we gotta sort out some things that need sorting.
that's just one of her stupid guest lists
Ragnar's too strong.
I am employed, by the townspeople.
WOMAN: Down there. Under the table.
it wasn't allowed.
IOREK BYRNISON: It's the only way to reach Bolvangar.
The intercision process is more important than ever.
then we will nurture a generation at peace with itself...
I knew you'd come.
PANTALAIMON: I don't know. We've been going for hours.
I'm not sure that would be consistent with...
- MAN: Watch your backs! - Protect the children!
with a sleeping poison in its sting.
PANTALAIMON: Lyra!
It's all bigger and scarier than we ever thought.
For keeping watch on me and all.
I humbly beg the College Council to fund such ajourney.
The first time it only stopped there a moment.
SECOND MAN: Don't know. I'll have a look.
[Sobbing]
And...
The alethiometer says they'll hurt Roger.
- Be careful. - I knowwhere your armour is.
IOREK: Lyra! I will get Scoresby and the Gyptians.
THIRD MAN: We'll need two more of them.
You come back here!
Rubbish. Hand him over.
- Ha ha ha. - [Window closes]
PANTALAIMON: No, stop!
PANTALAIMON, WHISPERING: I guess we lost that bet.
Hm.
SCORESBY: Let's Not Be Too Hasty.
- [Men muttering] - MA COSTA: Yes!
[Whimpering]
That's a mighty fancy clockwork you got there.
And these are the chiefs of the Gyptian families.
- [Crackling] - [Sobbing]
You don't know how to read it.
I'm like a witch's dæmon, great king.
PANTALAIMON: Don't worry, Lyra.
♪ And her soul walks beside her ♪
What are we gonna do, Pan?
kingdom of the ice bears.
- MAN: Madam. - What do you think?
He'sjust an exile, nothing.
Is that what they pay you?
She is to demonstrate the improvements...
- Come on. - PANTALAIMON: Lyra! Oh! Aah!
I told the king I was your dæmon and that he must fight you.
That's right. Clever girl.
[Sniffs] Ha ha ha.
[Samoyed men shouting]
the tutor of metaphysics tells me that you've missed your lesson again.
The Master asked me to decant a bottle ofthe '99 Tokay for you, Lord Asriel.
What have you to do with Iorek Byrnison?
but sometimes you must do what others think...best.
I knew that no one could ever really truly understand me...
He's a rough noble like you. That's what I think.
[Train rumbling loudly]
[Raucous laughter, lively chatter]
[Growls]
War?
But...can't you make new armour?
Where's my Ratter?
A golden compass.
are you familiarwith the prophesies of the witches?
but that's not light.
But the secrets at the heart of things elude scholars...
And my father.
[Growling]
Iorek Byrnison...
SCORESBY: Let's not be too hasty.
[Gasping]
[Snarling]
What are you lookin' at?
MAN: Come on! This way!
She's meant to play a major part in what is to come.
Nobody can make me a lady.
and it burns you alive!
That Dust, like in the North.
My dear fellow...
They teach us to write the truth, miss.
It'sjust a little cut.
PANTALAIMON: Over here.
- [Squealing] - [Growling]
Stop!
[Creaking]
We'll take you someplace safe.
Also known as a golden compass.
I knowwhere she's going.
There's a clockwork...
LYRA: Lovely to meet you too.
We can beat him, Pan.
[Both panting]
Iorek, I thought I'd lost you.
Yeah, suppose we are.